2026-03-13 18:11:30Zaqqy immediately responded to one of the thugs. He was probably the leader of the other thugs.
The market residents, who were still quite numerous in the area because it was still early in the morning, glanced at each other and whispered when the sudden argument broke out. "You're challenging us, huh? You're challenging me?" said the thug, putting his hands on his hips and glaring. Brugh! He walked towards Zaqqy with his chest puffed out, even bumping his shoulder into Zaqqy's body as if to challenge the young man. Behind the thug were about four of his friends, who seemed to be looking down on Zaqqy. The market stall owners began to retreat in fear, some of them even running into their stalls, small kiosks where they earned their living. "Stop it, stop it. Please don't fight. It's still early in the morning, everyone is trying to make a living," said Pak Rahmat, one of the stall owners who sold kitchen spices. "Get lost!" said the thug as he pushed Pak Rahmat. Zaqqy, who saw this, reflexively held him with his left hand so that Mr Rahmat did not fall. Zaqqy smiled. It turned out that besides being strong, he also had good reflexes. "You have no manners. You come here asking for protection money. The people in this market already pay the local government every month, some even pay annually. Just because there are many of you, don't threaten the people here," said Zaqqy. He helped Mr Rahmat back to his stall. "Don't go any further, sir. Let me take care of them. They're only brave because they're in a group," said Zaqqy politely to the elderly Mr. Rahmat. "Stop, don't engage with them. They're cruel. They'll end up looking for your family," whispered Mr. Rahmat, holding Zaqqy back. "They won't dare, sir. It's fine, stay here, sir," said Zaqqy again. Then he turned to the man and his four friends. "Get out of here! Don't make us report you to the police. Just because you're a group, you're too bold and daring to bully ordinary people!" Zaqqy warned. "What do you mean, huh?" The gang leader immediately grabbed Zaqqy's shirt. Bugh! Crack!! The young man twisted the thug’s arm and immediately landed a punch, causing the sound of cracking bones. Something unexpected happened; the blow to the thug’s shoulder sent him flying nearly three metres, crashing into one of the stalls. Everyone who saw it was shocked, including Zaqqy himself. While looking at his right hand, he smiled slightly, then saw the gang leader being helped to his feet by his friends. "Arrrrgh..." The gang leader screamed loudly. He held his shoulder while moaning. His friends checked on him, pulling on their leader's shirt sleeve. "Hah?!.." Their eyes widened when they saw that the bone in his left arm near his shoulder had shifted backwards. "Crazy, the bone shifted right away!" exclaimed one of the market visitors who saw it. "How dare you! Beat him up!" said the gang leader's friends as they picked up pieces of wood. Some of them also had daggers, and some even had chains wrapped around their waists. "Come on, don't be like this, stop it!" shouted the stall owners in fear. However, the thugs continued to attack. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zaqqy ran to the market courtyard. The curious stall owners followed, as did the morning market visitors. “Come on, come and see! Come and see!” said the labourers working for Mr Gimin. They ran quickly after Zaqqy, who was being chased by the thugs all the way to the courtyard. Wush... There, the four of them immediately ganged up on Zaqqy. Two attacked with sticks and daggers, whilst the other two kicked and flung the chain. Bugh! The young man had very quick reflexes. His left hand blocked the attack from the left, while his right hand caught the chain that was thrown at him. Bugh! Tak... Zaqqy spun forcefully, causing the chain's owner to fall. With a swift movement, he grabbed the chain and immediately slammed it into the other three thugs. "Arrrgh...." They all screamed loudly as the chain hit them squarely on the back. "Want more?" said Zaqqy. Bugh! Bugh!
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he remarked to Stella without looking up from the paper in front of him.“Yes, there was an impromptu meeting this morning, so I had to hurry. Oh, by the way, here’s a dinner invitation from the Dinar Lodaya family for you,” said Divo as he placed the golden-yellow invitation card on the table.A strong scent of sandalwood immediately wafted through the air, causing Stella to frown. “Why does it smell so overpowering?”“That’s the Dinar Lodaya family’s signature scent. You know they’re absolutely mad about the smell of sandalwood,” replied Divo.Stella examined the details of the invitation. Her eyes widened slightly when she saw the date. “Today? Seven o’clock this evening? Why so sudden? I thought it was tomorrow or the day after.”“It was originally scheduled for the day after tomorrow, but the date’s been brought forward. If you’re tired and don’t want to go, that’s fine,” Divo offered.“Of course I have to go! There’ll be plenty of high-society contacts there, including th
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Stella was slightly taken aback by Angela’s news. She gave a faint smile whilst nodding slowly.“All right, I’ll check later to see whether the invitation has reached the Syailendra residence or not. Oh, and Mum and Dad are also leaving for Germany soon,” said Stella.“Are your parents planning to meet the Wisanggeni family because of the news of Nilam Harum Cempaka’s return?” asked Angela probingly.“Exactly, Angela. It seems your predictions are always spot on.”“That’s only to be expected, as my Mum and Dad are also going to visit them. I don’t know what’s actually going on, but they say the Wisanggeni family’s youngest daughter has been eagerly awaited for a very long time. Not just thirty years, apparently… hundreds of years,” whispered Angela seriously.“What do you mean?” Stella frowned, looking intently at her friend. Angela glanced hesitantly towards Zaqqy, who was standing not far from them. Realising her friend’s unease, Stella reassured her, “Don’t worry, he’s my ve
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“We’re fine, son. Don’t worry too much about it. We’re well looked after here, too.”“Thank goodness for that. Zaqqy suddenly thought of Mum and Dad. How are things financially for the next few days?”“We’re fine financially, son. There’s enough for Mum and Dad. You don’t need to worry; Mum’s still doing the washing and ironing. Alhamdulillah, every time I come home I always get a side dish, sometimes two packets of rice—enough for the two of us,” his mum replied reassuringly.“Thank goodness. The main thing is that Mum and Dad are well. Zaqqy hopes Dad can hold out until payday, so that Zaqqy can take Dad to hospital for his operation.”“Yes, son. Let’s pray for the best; may Allah make things easier for us. Most importantly, you must stay healthy over there.”“Thank you, Mum. I hope everything goes smoothly. I’ll hang up now, Mum; it’s time to look after my employer.”“Yes, Zaqqy. Be careful at work, son. Look after your health, eat well, and don’t stay up late.”“Yes, Mum.
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“Get some rest. It’s no easy task to track down the master of the Brajamusti spell.” Dwi Toro fell silent for a moment before plucking up the courage to ask, “Sir, to be honest, I’d like to know… just how important is the master of the Brajamusti spell to us?” “Of course he’s important. It is said that the original master of the spell was a knight who vanished without a trace. He possessed the Three Mustika, the whereabouts of which remain unknown to this day. If my hunch is correct—that the young man’s spell originates from that knight—then we need him to obtain those Three Mustika,” explained the Chief at length. Dwi Toro was stunned. He lay silent on his bed as the Chief walked away, leaving him alone. “What sort of knight?” muttered Dwi Toro. He got up and stood in front of the one-and-a-half-metre-tall teak mirror. Dwi Toro looked at his reflection, clad only in his underpants. He saw a bluish bruise on his chest. “The blow from the Brajamusti spell… it could even leave
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Lesmana immediately went into his younger brother’s private room. He saw the remnants of the ritual performed by Dwi Toro. With a deep sigh, he walked out onto the balcony and gazed up at the night sky. His eyes fell upon a cigarette butt at the edge of the balcony. He picked it up; there was still a little tobacco left in it. Lesmana lit it and took a deep drag.Instantly, Lesmana’s clairvoyant abilities kicked in. He tried to peer through time to see what his younger brother had been doing. However, Lesmana was startled.“Why did that flash of vision disappear right here in this room? What was he actually doing?” Lesmana wondered. “And that young man… why was he being targeted by Dwi Toro?”He stamped out the cigarette butt and returned to the room. Although the traces of the ritual had been cleaned away, the large mirror that usually stood there was now nothing but shards. Lesmana approached the broken glass and saw the splattered bloodstains. He scraped a little of the dried
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“The Wisanggenis? Aren’t they that mysterious family?” Stella frowned. “Yes. They live in Germany. Rumour has it their youngest daughter is coming to Indonesia soon. Before that happens, Papa has to visit them. You must catch her attention. If you can win her heart, the Syailendra family’s power will flourish even more. Do you understand?” “What do you mean by making me their pet, Papa? I don’t want to be under someone else’s control. I want my own power,” protested Stella. “It’s different, darling. The Wisanggeni family are very different. Their youngest daughter is no ordinary woman.” “What do you mean, Papa?” “I can’t explain much because it’s a secret. But once you’ve met her, you’ll understand who she is and just how powerful she is. You’ll see for yourself. Let’s wrap this conversation up. Don’t linger—it’s late. We’ll talk about it again another time.” After the discussion about the Wisanggeni family had ended, they remained seated together in the living room. Hardin
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